Someone write my story for me, please.
Sep. 15th, 2003 05:13 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
la_belle_laideWhy the hell is it such a pain to write lately? Actually, I know why. It's because writing is like excersize: if you stop, it's always a pain when you start again.
So I'm writing Sheik and I'm having a few ideas, but wtf? For some reason, I'd rather be drawing him, only I'm totally out of ideas of ways to draw him, because I've already used up the ones that I can physically accomplish. Oh, the pain of being a hack. ;)
My brother and his wife came to visit today. It was really cool; I haven't seen my brother in about 2, maybe 3 years? We have the same birthday, 23 years apart, though. I've known him since I was eight.
In other news, it looks like most of my November weekends are booked solid. For the first weekend, the day after Halloween, a few friends and I are going up to Montauk for the weekend to have a hotel party. A bunch of girls, an old hotel on Long Island, an after-Halloween party. You know that some of us are going to get killed by someone in a mask of some sort. I told my friends, you know, if I find their body parts hanging around somewhere, I'm sorry, but I'm not going to stick around to investigate, and I'm not going to run off in the woods--I'm just going to get the hell out of there. I put some thought into our horror movie scenario and killer, however. I decided that instead of the regular old hockey mask or ghostface mask or burnt skin or whatever, I think our guy will wear a zipped up leather S&M mask. Because he died in this horrible S&M accident, you see. And he uses a ball gag on his victims as he kills them or something. You know, because I want this villain to be kinky and interesting.
Anyway, the weekend after that, provided we live, we're going to a Hula seminar in NJ; all five dancers together. That ought to be loads of fun. And then the weekend after that, I'm going to a Hula seminar in Orlando all by my lonesome. And that ought to be just awesome, because Kekuhi Kanahele is teaching that one. She's totally awesome, and if you don't believe me, then click on the .ram link to "Hahani Mai" down there at the bottom of the page. I know the Hula to that song, and that is one sexy song and Hula.
Tch! And I'm supposed to be writing Sheik instead of rambling Hula. I just have to concentrate. Seer, red eyes, scratchy whisper, scar, soul sucked out by a sex demon. There, that's better.
So I'm writing Sheik and I'm having a few ideas, but wtf? For some reason, I'd rather be drawing him, only I'm totally out of ideas of ways to draw him, because I've already used up the ones that I can physically accomplish. Oh, the pain of being a hack. ;)
My brother and his wife came to visit today. It was really cool; I haven't seen my brother in about 2, maybe 3 years? We have the same birthday, 23 years apart, though. I've known him since I was eight.
In other news, it looks like most of my November weekends are booked solid. For the first weekend, the day after Halloween, a few friends and I are going up to Montauk for the weekend to have a hotel party. A bunch of girls, an old hotel on Long Island, an after-Halloween party. You know that some of us are going to get killed by someone in a mask of some sort. I told my friends, you know, if I find their body parts hanging around somewhere, I'm sorry, but I'm not going to stick around to investigate, and I'm not going to run off in the woods--I'm just going to get the hell out of there. I put some thought into our horror movie scenario and killer, however. I decided that instead of the regular old hockey mask or ghostface mask or burnt skin or whatever, I think our guy will wear a zipped up leather S&M mask. Because he died in this horrible S&M accident, you see. And he uses a ball gag on his victims as he kills them or something. You know, because I want this villain to be kinky and interesting.
Anyway, the weekend after that, provided we live, we're going to a Hula seminar in NJ; all five dancers together. That ought to be loads of fun. And then the weekend after that, I'm going to a Hula seminar in Orlando all by my lonesome. And that ought to be just awesome, because Kekuhi Kanahele is teaching that one. She's totally awesome, and if you don't believe me, then click on the .ram link to "Hahani Mai" down there at the bottom of the page. I know the Hula to that song, and that is one sexy song and Hula.
Tch! And I'm supposed to be writing Sheik instead of rambling Hula. I just have to concentrate. Seer, red eyes, scratchy whisper, scar, soul sucked out by a sex demon. There, that's better.
